Текст песни September, Episode Three - Shotgun Mike

I just can't find the words to say
My mouth is shut, my head aches
And I wish I could tell you

I just want to tell you
Tell you the things that you do to me
It's that attitude, that point of view
The reason that I can't be with you

You wanted him, you wanted me
Baby, I never thought that I would be
The second choice, I lost my voice
I'm not a singer, I'm just a writer
With no drive,

Conviction
Is what I'm missing
So I ask again, who are you?
The person I'm talking to.
And are you even listening?

These are questions I am missing
The answers to